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NIGHTMARE IN BOSNIA Part 4(REVISED)
by conwic@aol.com
The tall, gaunt figure of Alexander Petrovic sat on his chair outside Arkan's
office and sharpened his knife. That was what he did now that there was no
fighting; he sharpened his knife, and he drank. He was bored and frustrated,
just like he had been before the war- before Arkan had found him.. While the
fighting had been going on, Alexander had a place and a purpose. Despite his
slender build, he had been Arkan's best killer, especially adapt when the victim
was a bound prisoner helplessly waiting to have his throat cut like a hog in a
slaughterhouse. Now he was just another one of Arkan's bodyguards, though not
one Arkan cared to be seen with in public.
After allowing Valkyrie and Bobbie two days in their separate rooms to recover,
Arkan had decided to give the two women a sample of the life of the Serbs' other
female captives, the Moslem and Croatian women in the rape camp occupying the
top two floors of Arkan's hotel headquarters. Alexander had been told to see to
it, for Alexander had a "way" with women, a "way" based on his apparent
unrelenting hatred of anything female. After their breakfast- two slices of
stale bread-he prepared Bobbie for her morning's work. Then he took Valkyrie to
work in the soldiers' living quarters. Alexander took her to the second floor
and paired her with an older woman. They made a strange couple. The slender,
older woman, who was half Valkyrie's height and weight with a nap of the neck
length bob of reddish brown hair, was dressed in the ruins of what had once been
a stylish blue business suit while Valkyrie, her short, blonde hair matted and
tangled, had been given a size- too- small T shirt and some man's cast-off
camouflaged pants to replace her destroyed flight suit. Both were barefoot.
Valkyrie noted with a sad surprise the bulging stomach of the petite older
woman, clearly visible under the ruins of her suit. The thought of bearing the
child of her rapists sent a shudder up her spine. She knew that she had not
taken any birth control pills since she was shot down; though she had lost track
of time, she also knew her body was telling her that she was near ovulation. Her
mind occupied with these unhappy thoughts, Valkyrie followed as the large,
slovenly looking soldier led them to one of the common bathrooms on the floor.
When Alexander opened the door the stench was appalling-a combination of vomit
and shit which overflowed the toilet and covered the floor. He pointed to the
corner where their cleaning equipment rested, a pile of rags and a bucket. Then
the sullen Alexander took his place outside the door on a wooden chair, a bottle
of plum brandy never leaving his left hand as he mechanically stropped his large
knife against the leather of his boot with his right hand.
Valkyrie stared helplessly at the filth surrounding her, appalled at her task.
The smaller woman exhibited no such hesitation; she calmly picked up the bucket,
filled it in the tub, and began to clean. Reluctantly, Valkyrie joined her on
her knees on the feces encrusted floor and began to pick at the filth with her
wet rag.
Alexander stared suspiciously at the two of them, the Croatian lawyer bitch and
the big American slut, as they worked. He heartily approved of Arkan's policy of
cleansing Serbian soil of such foreign filth as the once arrogant female lawyer.
To him, these women were the willing allies of the Turski neprijatelj, the
Moslem enemy, which had threatened Serbia for centuries. It was women such as
these who were trying to destroy the Serbs traditional way of life, to
emasculate the Serb's manhood which was the source of Serbia's strength. He had
suffered enough under such "modern" women to know how evil they were. Hadn't it
been a woman judge who had sent him to jail and cost him his position at the
school. Well, he thought, this lawyer bitch had learned her lesson; she was the
best behaved whore they had. He smiled as he thought of how they had taught her
that the only things she was good for were fucking and cleaning and bearing
strong Serb children. He would see that the American slut learned the same
thing. The thought made him smile again; the unaccustomed expression gave his
clean shaven face an unpleasant resemblance to a grinning skull.
Valkyrie worked the wet but soapless rag against the dried shit and vomit caked
around one side of the base of the single toilet while the other woman worked on
the opposite side. She could not help gagging repeatedly from the stench; nor
could she help feeling sorry for herself. Capture, rape, torture, and now
degrading, menial labor had stripped Valkyrie of her pride and her self
assurance. She was an empty shell of her former self. No longer the self assured
woman fighter pilot, now she felt and acted like a frightened victim, exactly
the sort of woman she had formerly held in contempt. All that she had left now
was her hatred. Silently, she worked. As she worked, she could feel the filth
coating her hands and penetrating under her fingernails, covering her with the
stench of her rapists' excretions. Tears trickled down her face as she worked.
"Americakana?", came in a faint whisper.
Valkyrie kept her head down, too frightened to respond to the whisper
from the other woman.
"Are you Arkan's ..flyer?', came the whisper again.
Cautiously, Valkyrie looked out of the corner of her eye to see the older woman
smiling encouragingly at her. Carefully, Valkyrie nodded, reluctant to even
speak for fear of attracting the guard's attention.
"You are right to be afraid of them. They hate us. They will destroy you if you
let them."
"Fuck!", Valkyrie softly swore, " How am I going to stop them.
They've already raped me!"
"They rape us all. They rape any women who look them in the eye. They hate any
one..but mostly woman.. that is smarter, richer, or better than they. It hurt
their pride! But you can no fight them....no openly. You must do what they tell
you but keep some of you hidden away, safe from fists and penises. Then you
survive. If no, you go crazy!"
Valkyrie stared at her, unsure what to say in response. She wanted to tell the
older woman of her anger, of how helpless she felt when they raped her. She
wanted to tell her about how much she longed to strike back, to hurt someone for
what had been done to her. She also wanted to laugh. Was the woman crazy, she
wondered. How could she keep anything hidden from these monsters. They had
already stripped her of everything she had and turned her inside out. She was
about to tell the women that she was a fool when the guard intervened.
"REDITI!", Alexander shouted at the two, ordering them to work. Afraid that they
were somehow conspiring, he left his chair and bottle to stand above the women,
letting them know that he knew what they were doing, that he was not to be
fooled.
Inch by degrading inch, the two women cleaned the floor, bloodying their fingers
as they scrubbed until the floor was spotless. As they labored, Alexander stood
above them. When they had finished, he shoved them together at the front of the
commode. He smiled down at them as he opened his pants. With his knife still
dangling from his right hand, Alexander extracted his cock with his left,
pointed it at Valkyrie's face, and pantomimed for her to service his cock with
her mouth. Reluctantly, Valkyrie did as he ordered, taking two thirds of his
long, strong smelling penis inside her mouth in order to suck on it as she ran
her tongue along the sensitive underside of the cock. Desperately, the once
proud pilot tried to bring the man off with her mouth, her head bobbing up and
down on his cock as she sucked on him whorishly, loud, wet sounds coming from
her mouth and her salvia dripping from her open mouth down the shaft of his
cock. Alexander did not last long. He grabbed her short, blonde hair in one hand
to hold her face against his groin as he came, filling her mouth with large
amounts of his hot cum which Valkyrie had no choice but to swallow. When he was
finished cumming, he held her face a few inches from her face and smiled down at
her. Taking his cock in one hand, he pointed it at her face and began to piss. A
stream of hot, yellow piss hit Valkyrie in her face, stunning her with the sheer
humiliation of such an act. He sprayed both the women, covering their faces and
hair with his stinking yellow fluid. When he finished, both women were drenched
in his warm piss and were kneeling in a pool of it. Throughout it all, Valkyrie
had not moved. Her mind was in shock; she could only stare up at the grinning
man towering above her.
"RADITI!'
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While Valkyrie was busy in the soldiers' latrine, Bobbie was also hard at work
on her back. At Arkan's direction Alexander had put her name on the women's duty
rooster for that morning, which meant that she would have to "service" at least
six soldiers before noon. The soldiers would enter the floor and have their
names checked against a rooster by one of two sergeants sitting at a rickety
desk by the stair well. If they were on the list, the time was noted beside
their name and they were allowed to wander the hall until they had chosen a
woman. They had thirty minutes before an NCO would come looking for them.
Selection was simple. If the door to a woman's room was open, the woman within
was available; if not, she was already being used by another soldier.
Most of the women worked without bonds, but Alexander had tied Bobbie on her
back on top of her bed. She was nude. Her hands were tied elbow to elbow behind
her back, forcing her to lay on them in an uncomfortable half recline. A rope
was tied around her neck and secured to the metal head of the cot. Her legs were
spread and forced back until her knees almost touched her cone shaped breasts.
Then they were bound to the metal frame with one rope to the head of the bed to
keep her feet up and another rope to the metal frame directly beneath her feet
to keep them spread, leaving her sex exposed, vulnerable, and defenseless. She
was positioned so that her once pristine- now swollen, red, and open- vagina was
on display to anyone looking in the open door. In fact, all the charms of the
athletic, boyish young flyer were clearly displayed as she laid there exposed to
the stares of horny soldiers clustering around the open door. Most noticeable
were her pert breasts, their perfect cone shape intact even as she lay there on
her back with their large red nipples hardening involuntarily in the cold air so
that her nipples stood straight up like twin nose cones. From her tear stained
face to her athletically muscular legs, Bobbie's body radiated a clean cut
sexuality which had not been seen inside these walls in a long time. The effect
she had on the soldiers was electric. From 9 AM on, Bobbie's room was visited by
a steady stream of men. There were so many that they soon formed a line outside
the door. After the first man, the others did not even bother to close the door,
but left it open so their waiting comrades could watch and shout encouragement
to the man on top of Bobbie. Man after man used her body to relieve themselves,
brutally mounting her and thrusting into her open cunt. Some used her perfect
breasts for handles; others simply lay hunched over on top of her, their breath
hot against her cheek as they kissed and licked her face. Bobbie tried to close
her eyes and think of something else, of Val. But the sound of the men- rutting,
laughing, and shouting obscenities- as much as their actual penetration breached
her meager defenses, humiliating her. The physical pain had receded once the
first man's spendings had lubricated her, but the humiliation grew stronger with
each man. She could only lie there and endure as the men used her cruelly,
softly grunting when the thrusts were especially brutal and quietly crying when
they were not. She lost track of how many men had raped her. They all merged
into one large, sweaty male body lying atop her's, the cock filling and
stretching her small vaginal passage as they pumped it into her. She could feel
the bed underneath her growing sodden from the cum dripping out of her cunt.
Still the men came.
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While Valkyrie finished recleaning the toilet floor, Alexander sent away the
older woman. When Valkyrie's task was completed, he stripped her of her piss
soaked clothes. Forcing her face to the wall, he tied her hands behind her back
in a fashion new to her. Each wrist was bound; then the arm was forced up behind
her back until her wrist was just below her shoulder blades. At that point, the
other end of the piece of rope was tied around her neck, forcing her to keep her
hand uncomfortably high in her back or choke herself. When Alexander was
satisfied that each arm was tied securely, he ran his hands over Valkyrie's
muscular body, sending a new shiver of fear through her. Valkyrie braced herself
for another rape; instead, the man led her back to the floor where she was being
kept. Rather than taking her to her room, he led her to another room, one whose
door was open.
Inside she saw a woman lying on the bed, her arm across her face as if to shield
herself from her surroundings. Valkyrie saw without surprise that the woman was
nude, her mature body showing bruises around her large breasts and the insides
of her thighs. Her body had, Valkyrie could see, been voluptuous but was now
thinning noticeably, save for her breasts. The woman let her arm drop and stared
at them indifferently. The woman's Slavic face with its thick sensuous lips and
high cheek bones framed by long almost black hair retained its sexual allure
despite the emptiness of her expression. She was unbound, and, Valkyrie saw, her
room contained a number of amenities such as the dresser and a warm housecoat
which Valkyrie had been denied.
"Hajdemo, lud!", Alexander yelled as he kicked the bed.
At Alexander's direction the seemingly indifferent woman slowly spread her legs
to reveal a hairy cunt, indicating that she was Croatian rather than Moslem,
which was covered with traces of the men whom she had serviced earlier. Valkyrie
realized with a sinking feeling what came next. Alexander smilingly confirmed
her fears as he pointed at the woman's hairy cunt and ordered, " RADITI! " -get
to work.
Valkyrie knelt on the bed and bent down to position her mouth at the level of
the other woman's cunt, almost choking herself in the process as her arms pulled
back on the ropes around her neck when she knelt. Desperately, she struggled to
keep her arms elevated so she could breath. She was so close that she could
smell the woman's unwashed sex as well as the leavenings of the men who had
fucked her. Valkyrie was repelled by the sight and smell of the other woman's
sex; the idea of licking the woman's cunt made her sick at her stomach. She
hesitated until Alexander grabbed her arms and used them to force her face into
the other woman's hairy cunt.
"Dobro, zar ne?" Alexander laughed as he rubbed her face in the hair and the
cum. He held her into the woman's cunt by her arms and used two of the fingers
of his other hand to invade her asshole, hooking his fingers inside Valkyrie and
squeezing to encourage her to use her tongue. Already Valkyrie's arms were tired
and had begun to drop. The ropes around her neck tightened, slowly choking her.
Valkyrie gasp frantically for air, sucking the other woman's cum saturated pubic
hair into her mouth as she struggled to suck in the precious air, inadvertently
spreading the strong taste of the woman's ripe cunt onto her tongue and its
sensitive taste buds. Just as her mind began to go black, Alexander held her
arms up with one of his powerful hands, relieving the pressure on the rope
around Valkyrie's neck and allowing her to breath. At the same time the fingers
of Alexander's other hand thrust deeper into Valkyrie, fucking her manually as
she sputtered and choked on the overpowering taste of the other woman. Accepting
her fate, Valkyrie put out her tongue and began to lick the intermingled hair
and cum covering the other woman's cunt. Outside, her face was set in a grimace.
Inside, Valkyrie was being torn apart. The humiliation and anger threatened to
overwhelm her; she was- to her disgust- licking cunt!
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Two rooms down the hall, Bobbie was being raped by the tenth man in the last two
hours. When the cum saturated her open sex until it literally ran out of her in
a stream, the men had shifted their attention to Bobbie's mouth. Straddling her
chest, the man was using his grip on her short, mop of brunette hair to propel
her open mouth back and forth over his cock. Bobbie looked like hell! Her body
was drenched in sweat, both her own and that of the men who had been on top of
her, as well as in the whitish cum of her attackers. The cum covered the
junction of her legs and large parts of her face; isolated drops of the white
scum had been splattered over her stomach, breasts, and even into her hair.
Bobbie's hair was also drenched in her sweat so that it covered her head like a
damp, dark helmet. The skin of her breasts was red from the rough handling to
which they had been subjected, her nipples elongated and sore from the pulling
and pinching. Her eyes were open but unseeing as her head was rocked back and
forth by the man on top of her, his cock making her gag as each of its thrusts
penetrated her mouth to batter against the opening to her throat.
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Slowly, methodically Valkyrie licked the woman's cunt, her mind trying to deny
what her body was doing. As the Serbian guard reamed her asshole, she used the
flat of her tongue to stimulate the other woman's clit, hidden as it was in a
forest of wiry pubic hair. She tried not to breath; the overpowering smell- a
mixture of the woman's unwashed cunt and the soldiers' cum- threatened to gag
her with every breath she took. To Valkyrie's amazement, the woman began to buck
and press against her face. The woman had begun to enjoy this; for the first
time since she had been brought here after the destruction of her village more
than a year ago, she was receiving pleasure rather than pain from sex. A
survivor by choice, she docilely gave herself to Arkan's men in order to stay
alive. Here was an opportunity for her to be the sexual predator, and she meant
to seize that opportunity. She caught Valkyrie's head between her thighs and
held it against her, forcing the flyer's nose against her clit and pushing
Valkyrie's mouth lower, making Valkyrie concentrate her attention on the woman's
cunt lips and the mouth of her cunt. Trapped between the two, Valkyrie could
only comply with the woman's obvious if unspoken desires and bury her tongue
inside the cum flicked cunt. Barely able to breath, Valkyrie licked madly. She
feared that if she didn't bring the woman off quickly, she would literally drown
in the woman's fluids. There was so much- and it was so strong tasting- that
Valkyrie feared the woman had also lost control of her bladder in her
excitement. Valkyrie was forced to swallow seemingly great quantities of these
foul fluids to avoid choking. It took what seemed to Valkyrie an eternity until
the woman stiffened and climaxed.
When Valkyrie had finished satisfying the Croatian woman, Alexander led her to
the next room. This woman had just been fucked; the drunken soldier was still in
the room, putting on his pants. Unlike the first woman, this one's wrists had
been chained to the narrow, dirty bed. She was a new- and popular-
"acquisition", it had been only a week since her capture in the attack on the
village near Brcko. She was younger than the first woman, maybe twenty or so,
with short black hair and a slender, but well developed body. Valkyrie thought
that she looked familiar, almost like a younger Bobbie. She saw that the girl's
pale white skin was covered with fading purple bruises, this time around her
thighs and on her arms. She was shaven, marking her as a Moslem. She seemed so
young and vulnerable to Val, like someone who should be hanging out at a mall
with her friends instead of being an inmate in a brothel. Without any
preliminaries, Alexander thrust Valkyrie's face into the bare, cum encrusted
cunt and once again shouted, "RADITI!". Externally resigned to her humiliation
but seething inside, Valkyrie complied. She pressed her face into the new
woman's cunt and thrust out her tongue, running it over the swollen, red lips of
her vagina. Unlike the first woman, this one did not respond to Valkyrie's
tongue. The young woman lay silent and unmoving, almost catatonic, as Valkyrie
licked her vulva clean. The woman's apparent indifference to what Val was doing
made Valkyrie feel even more degraded; now it was as if she were the aggressor.
When she had done enough to satisfy Alexander, Val was led to yet another room
and forced to service another of the captive whores. On and on it went, her
anger and humiliation growing as Valkyrie was forced to service the heavily used
cunts of six of the captive women. Through it all, Alexander used her bound arms
as a lever to force her to cooperate. Whenever her oral ministrations were not
sufficiently vigorous, he would lower her fatigued arms, slowly choking her as
the ropes tightened with each inch he lowered them. Valkyrie could only respond
by thrusting her face into the cunt before her and making loud sucking sounds
until Alexander was satisfied and raised her arms again. Finally she was led
through one more open door.
Inside, Valkyrie found Arkan standing by the figure of a woman spread out on a
narrow cot positioned like a frog waiting to be dissected. His presence sent a
shudder of fear- and hatred- through her. Instinctively, she bowed her head
submissively. Valkyrie did not at first recognize the woman on the bed. Only
when Arkan held up the woman's head- the normally dark hair now almost white
with the cum of her rapists- did she realized that she was looking at Bobbie.
Valkyrie's horrified stare was draw to the junction of Bobbie's legs. There
below the young woman's yawning cunt opening was a pool of white man cum
spreading out on the dirty gray of the bedsheet like the ink blot in a Rorschach
test, a pool of cum still being fed by a thin stream of the thick fluid
trickling out of Bobbie. Valkyrie was appalled; she wanted to look away but
could not. She had never seen anything so ..sluttish! She thought that Bobbie
looked like a cheap whore, a cumbucket. Bobbie's red, manhandled breasts were
marked by large dried pools of the whitish man cum while her normally perky face
was covered by a solid sheet of the sticky, white scum. Despite all this,
Bobbie's eyes were open and knowing as they stared back at Val; her humiliation
at having Valkyrie see her in this state apparent in the wide, pleading eyes.
For a moment, Valkyrie wondered what Bobbie saw when she looked at her. Valkyrie
knew that her nude body was covered in sweat, she could feel the slime from a
half dozen cunts covering her face, and she could smell the stink of the guard's
piss all over her. Valkyrie realized with a start that she must look like a
cheap whore too.
"She is a real slut, isn't she!", Arkan laughed as he held Bobbie's cum covered
face up for Valkyrie's examination, "A few more times with my men, and she will
have a strong Serb son in her belly. You stink of the other whores' cunts! I
think that is what I will use you for now, to clean the cunts of my whores every
day after they serve my Tigers. And I will put you to work serving my men too!
Then you will have a Serb in your belly! Does that thought please you, my big
American Navy whore?"
Valkyrie could not answer him. While the thought of being forced to lick other
women's cunts was repugnant to her; the thought of carrying her rapists' child
was truly horrifying! But she knew that she could not stop him from doing these
things to her. She knew that she was too afraid of this man to dare to defy him.
She would do as he ordered despite her loathing of homosexuality and her fear of
pregnancy. She hated Arkan for what he was doing to her, and she hated herself
for her inability to stop him. It was all she could do to nod her bowed head in
response. She felt crushed, helpless even as her face burned with her barely
surpressed anger.
"Good, my little toilet slut! You can clean this one up now," Arkan ordered as
he gestured to Bobbie. "Start with the face and work down. Then clean the bed,
too."
Valkyrie knelt on the bed between Bobbie's widely spread legs and leaned forward
until her face was only inches from Bobbie's, struggling the entire time to keep
her bound arms up to avoid tightening the rope around her neck and choking
herself. Valkyrie closed her eyes as she reached out for Bobbie's face with her
tongue. She first experienced the stickiness of the men's cum which covered her
companion's chin; then she felt the warmth of the skin underneath the cum.
Slowly, she gathered the cum off of Bobbie's face with the tip of her tongue and
brought it back into her mouth. Her taste buds were overwhelmed by the bitter,
masculine taste of the cum, so different from the female secretions which
covered her face. Valkyrie cleaned Bobbie's face of the Serbians' cum inch by
humiliating inch, keeping her eyes closed so that she did not have to look into
the face of her fellow flyer, the woman she had thought of as her "kid sister"
before all this had happened. The taste of humiliation was bitter in her mouth,
making her bile rise more than once as her mind turned over the degradation and
perversity of what she was doing. Her emotions were confused, conflicted by the
feelings this perverse contact with Bobbie was generating. As her tongue licked
across Bobbie's soft lips, the smaller flyer opened her mouth and moaned softly
at the touch of Valkyrie's tongue. To Valkyrie's surprise and humiliation,
Bobbie flicked out her own tongue to meet Valkyrie's, sending an electric shock
through them both. For a second, Valkyrie opened her eyes to stare into
Bobbie's. Then she shut them again as she tried to close off the strange
feelings washing through her. Forced as she was to lean over Bobbie, Valkyrie's
heavy breasts rested lightly on Bobbie's smaller cones, sending pleasant, but
unwanted sensations through Valkyrie as the sweaty, sensitive flesh rubbed
together. When she had cleaned Bobbie's chin and lips and left them shiny with
her salvia, she moved downward to Bobbie's cum encrusted breasts. Valkyrie
licked the erect red nubs of Bobbie's nipples, feeling Bobbie's arousal and
hating Bobbie- as well as herself- for it. But excited by it just the same. From
the nubs, Valkyrie worked her way in a circular pattern around and down Bobbie's
breasts, cleaning them of the dried cum and then unhappily swallowing the
mixture of cum and her salvia which covered her tongue.
As Valkyrie licked across her face, Bobbie shivered with pleasure. Even under
these circumstances, the touch of Val's tongue and the pressure of Val's large
nipples against her smaller ones thrilled her so much that she could not stop
herself from becoming aroused. After the brutality of the previous hours, the
soft touch of her fellow flyer was so comforting. Bobbie could not help
responding, kissing Val as the other woman licked the cum off her lips even
though she sensed that such a kiss was repugnant to Valkyrie. She wanted to
comfort Val; to tell her that it was all right. But she was too afraid to speak.
Instead, she arched her back to offer more of her breasts to Val's warm tongue.
Arkan smiled down at the sight of Valkyrie cleaning his soldiers cum off of the
smaller woman. He took another drink from Alexander's bottle and then handed it
back to the man. The sight of Valkyrie's heavy breasts, thrust out by the way
her arms were tied behind her, aroused him almost as much as the humiliation
visible on Valkyrie's strong face. He knew that he had to experience the big
American's body again. He and Alexander pulled the bed away from the wall so
that he could stand at the head of the bed. He repositioned Valkyrie on the bed,
turning her around so that she was facing Bobbie's feet instead of her face and
had her knees on either side of Bobbie's face with her feet positioned on either
side of the bed's metal head . Positioning himself behind Valkyrie, he unzipped
his pants and extracted his very erect cock. As Valkyrie began again to work her
way down Bobbie's body from her sweat and cum covered stomach toward Bobbie's
abused cunt, he pressed his cock against the half open star of Valkyrie's anus
and slipped inside without resistance. How very different from the struggle to
get inside her that first time, he thought as he slid his cock deeper into her
warm, still snug ass channel. He felt her tighten up as he penetrated deeper
inside her, squeezing his cock. He controlled her- and kept the ropes from
choking her before he was finished with her- by grasping the ropes connecting
her hands to her neck with one of his ham like hands. He used the other hand to
reach around the kneeling woman to her hanging breasts. As Valkyrie's lips
reached Bobbie's cum saturated cunt, Arkan began to move inside her ass, forcing
her face against Bobbie's sex. At the same time, he took her right nipple
between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it, pressing down with all his power
until the swollen, red nub flattened between his fingers. Arkan could feel the
pain traveling through her, making her bowels grip his cock even tighter.
Beneath him, Valkyrie licked at the cum covering Bobbie's crotch, using the flat
of her tongue to gather the white scum into her mouth. As Bobbie wiggled in
pleasure under the steady lapping of her tongue, Valkyrie tried to close her
mind to the degrading task she was being forced to perform, the pain and
humiliation of Arkan's sodomy, and his torture of her swollen nipple. As he
thrust harder, Valkyrie began moaning as she struggle to adjust to the deep,
painful penetration of her ass. With the increasingly power of his thrusts,
Valkyrie's face was repeatedly forced into Bobbie's sensitive cunt, making
breathing ever more difficult. Valkyrie was now running on automatic; her mind
consumed by the waves of pain coming from her ass. Mindlessly, her tongue ran up
one side and down the other side of Bobbie's vulva, licking away the rapists'
cum, all while she was being brutally sodomized.
Bobbie moaned and squirmed as Valkyrie's tongue caressed her swollen inner lips
and occasionally flicked over her clit. Bobbie's hips were making little circles
on the cum sodden bedsheets, seeking more contact with Valkyrie's warm, soft
tongue. She began bucking her hips, trying to fuck Valkyrie's face with her
hips, as she sought her climax from Val's tongue. Meanwhile, inches above her
face was Arkan's cock plowing in and out of the stretched star of Valkyrie's
asshole. His rape of her asshole was forcing Valkyrie's cunt closer to Bobbie's
face until she could just reach the larger woman's clitoris with the tip of her
tongue. As Valkyrie licked her swollen, sore cunt, she strained to lick
Valkyrie's clit as she encouraged Valkyrie, saying:
"AHHH!....VAL....HARDER..PLEASEE!"
Bobbie was bucking harder now, using the friction of Valkyrie's face hitting her
sex as well as Valkyrie's tongue to push herself over the edge. Bobbie wanted to
wrap both legs around Valkyrie's head, to open herself to the woman's tongue as
she tried to get Valkyrie's face deeper into her cunt, but the ropes securing
her feet frustratingly stopped her. Bobbie could only use the fleeting contact
of Val's tongue and face to push her slowly, painfully to her grunting,
screaming climax.
"AHHHH!...YES..AHHH.....VAL..YES...OH..OH...OHAAA!"
Above her, Arkan was sodomizing Valkyrie's hot, open asshole with all his
strength, glorying in his degradation of the strong American flyer whom he had
determined to turn into a whore. He wanted to laugh; this was perfect! Arkan
turned to his man Alexander standing forgotten in the corner with one hand
pulling on his erect cock, and ordered him to whip the American bitch while he
fucked her. In a second, the man had his belt out and was laying its folded
length across Valkyrie's broad, muscular back in painful strokes. As he whipped
her, Arkan thrust hard into Valkyrie and barked:
"TAKE MY COCK WHORE. FEEL THE WHIP...BITE YOUR LITTLE SLUT LOVER ...BITE HER
MAKE HER CUM...WHORE! SHE SUCKED YOU BITCH!...NOW YOU BITE HER AND LICK THE CUM
OF MEN OUT OF HER LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE!"
Valkyrie hesitated as the humiliation of the words' truth cut her as
deeply as the belt. But she was afraid to refuse. She knew Arkan would
make her obey; and he was right...She was a whore just like Bobbie...
a cunt lapping , cock sucking whore! Arkan pulled her head back by
the noose around her neck and whispered into her ear,
"Do as I say whore! . DO IT!"
When he let go of the noose, Valkyrie's face fell into her companion's cunt. She
began to use her teeth on the smaller woman's cunt. Driven by her fear of Arkan,
she tried to literally devour Bobbie's cum stained cunt. She gnawed at the
sensitive cunt lips- hesitantly at first and then with increasing violence as
Arkan plowed into her asshole and Alexander's belt exploded onto her back. Each
time he pulled out of her ass in preparation for another stroke, Arkan pulled
Valkyrie's face out of Bobbie's vagina, painfully stretching Bobbie's cunt lips
as Val's teeth instinctively held on to the delicate cunt lips. Gasping for air
and with her face covered by Bobbie's secretions, Valkyrie blindly attacked the
other woman's delicate cunt lips as she endured Arkan's degrading anal rape.
Beneath her, Bobbie screamed from the combination of pain and arousal Valkyrie
was inflicting on her. The pain was real but sexual for the first time.
Instinctively, she began to return the brutal caresses, concentrated on
Valkyrie's large clit with her teeth since that clit was the only part of
Valkyrie's cunt the bound woman could reach. Bobbie attacked the erect finger of
flesh with her front teeth and tongue, grabbing it with her teeth and holding on
as the tip of her tongue flicked back and forth over the end of the nub. Above
them both, Arkan raped Valkyrie's asshole, brutally fucking the nether opening
as if it were her cunt, his balls banging against Bobbie's forehead; He paused
now and then to savor the warm, tightness of her guts before returning to the
deep hard fucking he preferred.
"HARDER, YOU STINKING WHORE! ....... EAT HER HARDER BITE HER! EAT
HER HARDER...MAKE THE BITCH SCREAM, ..DO IT OR I'LL HAVE ALEXANDER CUT YOUR
NIPPLES OFF AND FEED THEM TO YOU!", shouted Arkan as he used his cock to punish
her, stabbing her with it as if he meant to impale her heart on its length. To
emphasize the threat, he spoke a few words to Alexander. In a second, his knife
was resting lightly against her right nipple, drawing a single drop of blood as
its tip gently lifted the end of the nipple.
Valkyrie stiffened with fear, a fear which was rapidly directed into anger
toward the woman whom she blamed for getting her into this- for all the abuse
and humiliation she had suffered this afternoon. Determined to hurt someone-
anyone- for the pain she had suffered, Valkyrie bit harder on Bobbie's sensitive
cunt lips, drawing blood as Bobbie arched her back and screamed in pain at this
abuse of her sex. Valkyrie could actually taste Bobbie's blood now, the coppery
taste cutting through the strong taste of the other woman's secretions and
overpowering the bitter taste of the men's leavings. Valkyrie took the sensitive
flesh of Bobbie's cunt lips between her teeth and gnawed on it, shaking her head
like a dog with a rat. Bobbie screamed from the pain of Valkyrie's attack as her
soft red inner lips were stretched and torn. In an unthinking response, Bobbie
attacked Valkyrie's sex even harder with her teeth, biting into Val's large clit
until she drew blood.
Alexander could not believe his eyes as he stared at this bizarre spectacle.
During the war, he had often played the Serbs' version of patti-cake where two
prisoners would be forced to trade blows until one was beaten unconscious. But
he had never seen anything so erotically brutal as this-forcing two captive
women to attack each other's genitals with their teeth. He watched as his
laughing patron sodomized the muscular American woman, brutally penetrating her
strong, sweaty body. As Arkan raped her ass, Valkyrie attacked her friend's cunt
lips with her teeth, actually drawing blood. Beneath her, the boyish brunette
was wildly trying to escape her friend's attack while at the same time punishing
her friend's clit with her teeth. Now both looked to be actually climaxing from
this brutal mutual abuse! He stared down at them in amazement, forgetting for
the moment to use his belt on Valkyrie's muscular back, which was already a
bright red from the beating he had delivered to it.
For a moment the two women attacked each other's sex like feuding wolves, their
mutual cries of pain bringing a laugh from Arkan's smiling mouth. As the pain
washed over Valkyrie from the attack on her sex - one which she feared would rip
open her clit - and as the salty, coppery taste of Bobbie's blood filled her
mouth, the anger which Valkyrie had been holding inside her since her capture
receded. The rage washed over her and out of her mind like the retreating tide.
Valkyrie was finally able to accept her helplessness, her lack of control, in
the face of her captivity. Now she could finally stop venting her rage on the
only person more helpless than she- Bobbie. Freed of her need to hurt Bobbie
though still fearful of Arkan, she continued to appear to attack Bobbie's cunt
lips. Though now she was actually sucking the torn cunt lips into her mouth and
licking them rather than using her teeth on the sensitive flesh. Valkyrie
pressed her face into her friend's cunt and concentrated on soothing the
injuries she had inflicted at Arkan's command, licking and gently kneeling the
other woman's soft cunt lips . Perversely, the pain had already driven Bobbie to
the edge of her climax; now she came in violent shakes as she felt Val sucking
and caressing her sensitive cunt lips with her soft tongue. A gush of her juices
poured out of her cunt into Valkyrie's mouth, washing away the taste of blood.
For the first time in her life, Valkyrie responded to the taste of another woman
with an intense arousal. When Bobbie began to respond in kind to Valkyrie's
caresses, gently sucking and licking Valkyrie's clit;
Valkyrie's cunt responded, covering Bobbie's face with her lubricants.
Bobbie could still taste the coppery flavor of Val's blood on that clit, but now
she began to taste something else- her friend's love juices- as Valkyrie became
more and more aroused by Bobbie's tongue. Wrenching her head forward, Bobbie
drew the entire finger size nub of Valkyrie's clitoris into her mouth and licked
away the pain, driving her friend toward an intense climax . The two women were
oblivious to the men abusing them as they made love to each other for the first
time. In seconds, Valkyrie began shaking, her body convulsing as Bobbie's tongue
set off her first lesbian climax-despite the brutal pain of Arkan's attack on
Val's asshole.
Arkan lasted as long as he could; but the tight warmth of Valkyrie's ass and the
image of Valkyrie torturing her friend's cunt had driven him to the brink of his
climax despite his efforts to hold it off. The convulsions of Valkyrie's body as
she came drove him over that brink and into his own world of pleasure. Despite
the power of his own climax, he saw what the two women were doing. Even as he
came, filling Valkyrie's bowels again with the now familiar flood of hot cum, he
was thinking about this change in their relationship and about how it could be
used to his advantage.
Arkan withdrew from Valkyrie's asshole, leaving a thin trail of his cum to run
down her leg and fall on Bobbie's moaning face. Valkyrie began to slow down her
oral stimulation of Bobbie. Regretting all she had done to hurt her friend, she
comforted poor Bobbie's abused cunt by gently licking the bleeding cunt lips
with her tongue, swallowing great quantities of Bobbie's secretions in the
process with apparent relish. Like a cat comforting its kitten, she tried to
lick away the pain she had inflicted on Bobbie. Bobbie's response was identical.
She tried to lick away Val's pain by caressing her clit softly with her tongue.
In addition, she used wide swipes of her tongue to collect and savor the strong
flavored cunt juices of her blonde friend. Within seconds, both the woman's
cunts were dripping like faucets with their secretions as their hips moved in
small circles in against each other's faces, seeking the comforting touch of the
other's lips.
A muffled "Oh Bobbie...mmmm.... Bobbie.. I'm sorry....Bobbie, . I didn't mean to
hurt you." came from Valkyrie as she lifted her lips from her friend's sex for a
second before plunging back into the wet folds again.
Bobbie continued to caress Valkyrie's clit with the tip of her tongue, making
delicate circles around the now angry red knob as a peace offering. Bobbie could
smell the evidence of Valkyrie's climax and her continued arousal despite the
trickle of man cum which occasionally got in the way. Thrilled at the words she
heard, Bobbie concentrated on Valkyrie's clit in response, so happy she was
unable to speak.
Sardonically amused, Arkan watched Valkyrie and Bobbie comforting each other for
a moment before telling Alexander, "That is enough. Take the big one back to her
room. Keep them separated; that is enough kiss and make up for now. Let another
five or six of the men have the little one; then close her door for the day.
Tomorrow let the big one satisfy the men after she has cleaned the other whores'
cunts. Let the little one alone tomorrow. And feed them both some sweet
potatoes; they'll need their strength."
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Later, alone in her small bare room, a bound Valkyrie tried to find sleep
without much success. It was not the dull pain in her rear from Arkan's rape;
she was used to that by now. Nor was it the awful memory of how Alexander had
used her, forced her to lick his unwashed cock, balls, and even asshole, before
he raped her with a wooden club. It was the realization of how poorly she had
treated Bobbie since their capture that kept her from sleeping. The anger inside
her was gone; instead, she felt shamed at the way she had tried to push Bobbie
away. She finally understood that they needed physical contact with each other,
that it was not wrong to comfort each other in this man-made hell. Their shared
experience had forged a bond- a love-between them which was stronger than any
conventional love. It was not, she decided, wrong to express that love.
Two rooms away, a strangely happy Bobbie - bound spread-eagle on the bed and
again awash in the spendings of Arkan's thugs- also tried to sleep. Despite her
exhaustion, the sleep would not come. She kept running through her head the
words Val had said and the way Val had licked her. Her unspoken love for Val had
been the one thing she had to cling to in this hellhole, her one strength. With
Val finally accepting that, Bobbie felt as if she could endure even lost in this
foreign hell. She had feared she would go mad if she had to face her captivity
alone. But now, she thought, with Val with me maybe somehow it will come out all
right.
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Two floors away, a smiling Arkan was considering the same situation with very
different feelings. As much as he was enjoying humiliating the two Americans, he
knew that time was running out. Soon, even the American CIA would know that the
two flyers were here. He had to get rid of them before then, he decided. He'd
had his pleasure with them, the film of Bobbie being raped by the Moslem
fighters had worked to sour relations between the Americans and the Bosnian
Turks and turn suspicion from him, and because of his film of Valkyrie and
General Milosadic, he had the tanks he wanted. He wondered if one more advantage
might not be wrung from his possession of the two women before he killed them.
After all, he still had the film of his men raping Valkyrie that day in the
barn. How, he mused, could he use this to his advantage. From his experience in
the black market, he knew that there must be some way to turn a profit on such
an item. To aid in his thoughts, he extracted the tape in question from his safe
and put it in his machine. The image of a screaming Valkyrie being sodomized as
she hung suspended from the beam materialized on the screen. A somber Arkan
stared at it, deep in thought. By the time the seventh man had finished
attacking Valkyrie, a smile crossed his face. He had an idea.
END PART 4 of 6
